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Oct. 23rd, 2012 @ 11:51 pm remembering
those rainy days when morning turned into afternoons in what seemed like minutes. My head on your perfect chest listening to your heart. What have we become my love? You are no less perfect than the morning I laid eyes on you, I remember it like it was yesterday. You made me shy, no one makes me shy, and the truth is, you still do.
Nothing has burned so hot as your skin against mine.
"magnets" you say, and we will always be..... why can't I have faith in that? Is it because everytruth, one day, will lose it's truth, become the empty shell of itself?
I gave up all I knew to be with you, and would give up worlds upon worlds all over again to have experienced this.....unnameable thing we have..
You are by far the most beautiful thing I have ever laid eyes upon.... and will be, as long as I have sight. No one has known me like you have, though some have known me longer, you know me best... I hate it, and love it..
I'm still giddy at your call. I still watch you sleep in the mornings.





This sober love, better than any dream in all it's pristine pleasure, in all its bitter pain.

And every morning, remind me, I will beg for just 24 more hours.
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From:(Anonymous)
Date:November 14th, 2012 09:24 pm (UTC)
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rach- it's a true pleasure to read this & know you're happy. hope this finds you well. -JC
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From:rachyl
Date:December 17th, 2012 04:12 am (UTC)

JC

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thankyou, I hope you are enjoying all of God's grace today.